I moved steadily along the sidewalk toward the corner. It took about three shovels for each foot I advanced. It felt good – the vibration of the sho...el along the concrete and up through my hands and wrists, the swing of the shovel against the heft of the snow, the thud and whack of the shovel blade into the seams in the sidewalk to keep a daydreaming shoveler alert. I heard Jack whistling while he worked. He knew a lot of songs. He was in the high school band and orchestra, and he went dancing. Prema waved a hand brushing aside as if it did not matter. “She can seduce anyone.If you were not tempted, then I would have been worried” Prema casually told me.” You mean, you are not angry that I …”“….fucked my mother and aunt.No, I am not angry” Prema said coolly.“Do you still think I am worthy of you,you being a virgin and my philandering…”“Our worlds are different.Our ethics,moral values,perception of sin,crime are different. In our village sex is as casual or normal like having lunch or. Akane howled, burying herself in Cuntlapper's ass, her face a rictus of pleasure as she unloaded cum in her ass. I grabbed a 3” butt-plug as Akane pumped the last few times, squeezing every drop of her seed out, before she dismounted. “Oh, my Gods,” panted Cuntlapper. I shoved the butt-plug up her ass, lubed by Akane's cum. “Now you're fully a bitch!” I smiled.June 8th, 2052 – Sarai Saqqaf – Delhi, District of Southeast Asia Diane pissed in Cuntlapper's mouth. The bitch's training was complete. I pulled off my dress and dipped my finger again into my juices, then pulled down my bra exposing my rosebud nipples, which I moistened with the sweet nectar of my pink hole. From the corner Chris asked to touch his cock, I told him no, even though I wanted to watch him; I reached into my purse and found my vibrator which I turned on and dipped inside my pussy, then rubbed it across my clit, over my nipples and then suckled it while gazing at Chris. “Please let me fuck you,” he begged. I was.